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“On a cot in a hidden room underground where the Watch can’t find us.” Embyrn replied quietly. “After you won the Primeship, you collapsed. The rogues brought you here, and Roland was hard put to save you, exhausted as he was. You both nearly died.” She paused, biting her lip. “Gods, you nearly died.” She whispered, bowing her head. 

“But I didn’t.” Tyelion mustered a smile just for her. “How long have I been out?” He asked then, struggling to sit up.

“Whoa, hey.” Embyrn helped to ease him upright. “It’s been a day and a half, maybe two. It’s hard to tell time down here. Roland managed to mend your ribs and fix your face, though.” 

“Ah.” Tyelion digested that information. “I’m surprised no one slaughtered us in our sleep. I wouldn’t have expected the rogues to keep me as Prime after I collapsed.”

Embyrn locked gazes with him, determination in every line of her body. “They’re all loyal to you now, Tyelion. Every one of them. They only await your command.” 

“My command?” Tyelion winced as he touched his face lightly. “Embyrn, my command may very well get us all killed. We’re going up against a god.” 

“You said–”

“I know what I said.” He snapped, then sighed. “I’m sorry, Em. It’s just… everything we knew about the gods is a lie. What if we can’t win this?” His voice broke. 

Embyrn embraced him. “I- I don’t know, Tyelion. I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to think anymore. Aldír is…” 

“A monster.” Tyelion finished softly. He ran his hand through his hair. “We have to keep fighting, Embyrn.” He whispered. “We can’t stay here to die, and we can’t leave. We’re trapped, and everything we believed in is a lie. But I won’t lose you if I can help it.” He held her tightly. “If I have to kill a god, then so be it. And if I die trying… then maybe we were never meant to win.” 

“Please don’t say that.” Embyrn buried her head against him. “Yes, we have to keep fighting, I agree; but please don’t die, love. We have a whole life ahead of us, a child to raise now….”

“Yes,” Tyelion said, quiet anger rising. “You shouldn’t have entered the Prime Challenge, Embyrn.”

“I know my limits! The child is fine.” Embyrn said, drawing back from him.  

“Maybe so, but you should never have come here with me.” Tyelion replied tensely. “You should have stayed in Daerfall, and you should leave this place now!” 

“If I could, I would!” Embyrn retorted. “But I can’t! We’re trapped here, Tyelion.”

“You should have obeyed me at the first!” Tyelion snapped. “Our child–”

“If I had known about the child then, I *would* have obeyed you!” Embyrn said. “If I could do it over, I would have stayed in Daerfall! But I didn’t, and I’m glad I didn’t because if I had, you would now be dead, Tyelion!” 

*Tyelion.*

The soft whisper drew him up from a well of darkness. Heavy chains of shadow weighed him down, but he strove against them.

*Tyelion, wake up.*

The voice was louder now, firmer, commanding with a note of desperation. Urgency filled him. The owner of that voice needed him. He rose toward it. 

*Please.*

He opened his eyes. 

Red hair and tearful amber eyes wavered into focus. Embyrn. She hovered over him, Roland’s shaggy wolf head over her shoulder. Roland peered down at him for a moment, then disappeared. The room was dark and empty. 

Embyrn gave a small sigh of relief, smiling down at Tyelion. “Hey,” she said softly. 

“Hey,” Tyelion replied hoarsely, struggling to place where he was and what had happened. His face hurt slightly, as did all the rest of him. “Where am I?” 

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